Truth is never measured by mass appeal. Mysticism has shown us everything. We have ionized our CSF and in doing so, we raised the caduceus. We have traversed the sephirothic tree of life and broke our hearts until it’’s fires bled within us. We have fulfilled our destinies. If we were to die tonight at least we can say we saw the truth. We died and were reborn, We know what the world refuses to contemplate, this is all we care for. Our names are written in the stars.